Giovanni was more assured this time as he sat across the table from the thin, faux-halo crested man. He anticipated the praise he would receive from his business partner like a puppy that just went on its papers successfully, and he wrung his hands under the table once again, but this time it wasn't in nervousness.
Giovanni broke in as his partner didn't yet speak. What have you come to see me for?
The man leaned back, looking at the roof. Two of your lackeys broke into the complex and tried to bust out the Joys. How could you be blind to such insubordination?
Giovanni's prided expression soon lapsed into shock, and he wrung his hands more quickly.
Are you sure they were mine? he chuckled, trying to act as if it was impossible. They're all to afraid of me to do such a thing.
They were yours all right, the thin-haired man narrowed his eyes. They were wearing Team Rocket uniforms. It was painfully obvious. The female one called the other one Ken,' but I think she was trying to throw us off.
Did you get a good look at them? Giovanni gasped, his eyes widening.
It was dark, the man nodded, but we did catch a glimpse of two of the pokémon with them. We think you'll be able to tell who they are with this information.
They're dead, Giovanni stated firmly, bringing his fist out from under the table and slamming it onto the surface. If we can be sure who they are, they're dead.
The other man's expression eased once again. Good. Because we can always terminate our agreement. The supply is so good, however, I do not wish for this to occur.
They will be stopped, Giovanni nodded. Now, what were their pokémon?
They used a wheezing to lower themselves from the fifth story, the man gesticulated a lowering of height with his hands as he became more animated in fervor to keep his plans safe. And they used a Meowth that walked on its hind legs to try and pick the lock to one of the cages.
~Sanguine Dreams~
Part II- Damned Souls
Yesterday, again
A look of adventure crossed Jessie's face as she gripped her steering wheel more tightly. It was obvious that the team they were following had been given access straight to the lab building. Jessie turned off on a road before the one she knew Billee and Kidd would be turning on, hoping that she could find the ravine again and cut them off. James was clutching his arm rests for dear life as Jessie hurled the van into the abyss of light speed, and Meowth lolled around in the back of the van, wondering if he should convert and begin praying.
Meowth suddenly slammed into the sliding back door of the van, then laid down pretending to have been killed. Jessie had spun out onto the dirt road that the ravine led to, the dirt road that lead to the sick lab, and was covering it sideways so that the other van speeding up the road would have to slam on its breaks.
Get out of the car! Jessie shouted, and both Jessie and James did as they were told. They leaped out in front of Billee and Kidd's van, which had stopped in front of them.
Billee and Kidd slowly left the sanctity of their van and stood in front of it, their arms folded over their chests. They eyeballed Jessie and James with anger that they should be detoured from what they were doing.
Prepare for trouble! Jessie shouted angrily.
And make it double! James screamed. Their speech was taking on a new connotation just from the inflection of their voices.
But Jessie didn't continue with their normal discourse. We can't let you take that boy to be tortured and killed!
Do you even know what goes on in there? James screamed. They torture the people you bring them!
Meowth shouted, in total fury as well. Dat's the truth!
Billee and Kidd looked at each other, then looked back at Jessie and James.
Go, Scizor, Kidd shouted, tossing a pokéball into the air.
James shouted, not sure of what exactly their new strong' pokémon was. They'd been too busy with the obvious to get a good look at it.
Billee and Kidd blinked as they looked down at Jessie and James' new pokemon.
It opened its mouth, trying to speak, but it became mute in fear of the scizor.
James growled. They get a scizor, Butch and Cassidy got a Tyranataur, and we get, a--a
A god damn jigglypuff! Jessie growled. And a mute one at that!
In their shock, however, scizor began his attack on the jigglypuff.
Whoeva hoid of a mute jigglypuff! Meowth shouted, preparing to fury swipe the scizor. He leaped in the air before scizor could use the same attack on Jigglypuff, terrorizing the giant steel bug's face. Take dat ya ova grown can opena!
The scizor was basically unfazed, then decided to attack Meowth instead.
Go Wheezing! James shouted, releasing his poison pokémon. Wheezing escaped his ball, then looked at the scizor.
It asked, wondering what attack it should use.
Toxic attack, now! James shouted, gulping.
Wheezing shouted, then began to shake. Bubbles began to rise all around it, and as Scizor began to charge him for another fury swipe attack, the bubbles suddenly shot away from Wheezing, hitting the scizor square in the face.
Scizor shouted as poison wracked its body. It began to stumble around.
Stop that Scizor! Billee shouted. Use double team now!
Scizor shook its head, and pain shot through it from the poisoning with every step it took.
Toxic is so annoying, Billee growled as Scizor began his attack.
He's weak Wheezing! Use sludge now!
Wheezing wheezed. It then puked sludge all over the scizor, poisoning it further.
Kidd grumbled. Use steel wing on all their pokémon.
Scizor shouted, then turned its back to its adversaries. Blades then began to emulate from its back, going after Wheezing, Jigglypuff and Meowth.
Jessie blinked. Go, Lickitung!
Lickitung readied itself for battle, not yet in the line of fire of any steel wings.
Lick it, Jessie shouted, paralyze it!
Lickitung waddled over to the Scizor, letting its tongue loll even farther out of its mouth than usual. It was about to use its poisonous saliva against the steel flying type, but was caught by a stray steel wing before it had the chance.
Oh damn! Jessie shouted as a numbed lickitung fell to the ground. It had quite a nasty bump on its head.
Jigglypuff attempted to shout, but could not in its muteness, and thus it cowered. Jessie and James could see that the wing headed for it was going to hit it square in the eyes. It was such a soft little thing it'd probably be sliced in half.
Meowth gritted his teeth. I can't believe I'm gonna do dis, he muttered.
He let out his war cry, then sprung into the air away from the blades he'd been avoiding for quite a while, then jumped on the Jigglypuff, causing it to roll sideways. It lobbed away to safety, but Meowth was clunked right on a back leg as he sprung.
He screamed, as his paw became red. Dat's not supposta bend dat way! He sobbed.
Arbok go! Jessie winced, wondering why Meowth saved that stupid mute jigglypuff. Use dig now!
It hissed, then dove underground.
Scizor had stopped its attack for a long time at this point, and was collapsing from the long exposure to the poison. Arbok leaped from the earth, and finishing it off was made simply despite its heavy defense because of its already weakened state.
We won, James squealed, then became serious again. Now give us the kid!
Steal your own, Billee said gruffly. That's not all the pokémon we have!
Jessie mumbled. Lickitung! Lick them!
But Lickitung was all but incapacitated.
You've had your fun, Kidd growled. Now it's our turn!
Both she and Billee reached behind them and pulled out tranquilizer guns.
James cried as he fell to the ground, his neck pierced by poison-tipped steel.
Jessie shouted, but collapsed on top of him nearly at the same time.
Meowth groaned as he knew he was next. His leg was killing him however, and he didn't think he could move. Jigglypuff, feeling quite indebted to him at that time, stood defiantly in front of him.
Get outta here! Meowth yowled. You don't wanna get shot!
Jiggly mouthed something, probably the word Jigglypuff,' and stood firm.
Sure enough darts came their way, but they were deflected.
Ya used barrier! Meowth laughed. Good job! Too bad it won't last foreva!
Jigglypuff mouthed something in a scream, then began to drag Meowth away by his arm.
Meowth shouted. Watch da leg dere!
The barrier held fast until they could get out of the way. Kidd tried to run over and catch them, but was kept away by a brave attempt by Arbok, who the tranquilizer didn't affect so easily. Soon they were pretty far into the forest, and there was no way their enemies would be able to catch up to him.
Once Jigglypuff was sure they were safe, it let Meowth go gently and then looked at his leg. It shook his head sadly, for it had no clue as how to repair it.
Tanks for savin' me, Meowth gulped. But I don't know how I'm gonna get around now.
Jigglypuff smiled, then hugged Meowth for saving it. It let go, then sat down, not knowing what to do.
If ya don't mind me askin', Meowth began, why are ya mute?
The Jigglypuff looked at the ground sadly. It began to wave its arms around its throat, signaling that its voice had been taken away from it somehow.
Dat must be terrible, Meowth sympathized, not even bein' able to talk to da udder pokémon. But we gotta get outta here and get help for my friends.
Meowth stood on three legs, seeing if he could limp. It hurt a lot, and he wasn't used to walking on more than two, but he could hobble a little bit.
Jigglypuff bit its lower lip then made its arm seem to go limp, then held up a stick up next to it, making it straight again.
You sayin' dat I should make a splint for dis ting? Meowth asked.
Jigglypuff nodded with its whole body, since it couldn't just use its head. It was a funny sight.
Meowth sighed, I don't got any rope around here. Maybe we could get to a pokémon center. I dunno who could help us, though.
Jigglypuff then acted as if it was slamming handcuffs onto its tiny hands.
Da police? Meowth shook his head. Dey'll arrest Jessie and James too.
Jigglypuff sighed in its ineffectiveness.
Don't let it get ya down, Meowth consoled, at least ya got hope. Let's get to a pokémon center and see if dey can heal my leg. I'll pretend not ta talk and den whe'll figure out what ta do. Agreed?
Jigglypuff nodded again, but it didn't seem so strange this time.
All right, Meowth nodded. We're on a mission.
Meowth began to hobble, and Jigglypuff tried its best to support him.
Meowth smiled.
Jigglypuff mouthed something again, then continued helping Meowth.
Sorry if we acted like havin' ya around was so terrible, Meowth tried to apologize. It's just dat most everyone got evolved pokémon, and, no offense, most people don't tink Jigglypuffs are very strong.
Jigglypuff just shrugged, but didn't appear hurt. It almost seemed to have a little glint in its eye. Meowth wished that it could have sung and put that scizor to sleep, but they'd have to make do with what little they had for the time being.
Ya know, Meowth thought, Maybe a mute jigglypuff ain't such a bad idea.
Today
Brock, Misty thought as night began to fall. Where in hell are you?
Ash wasn't getting any better, and all the new berries were already gone.
We gotta go look for him, Ash mumbled while in a daze. We gotta go, Brock, we--
Misty pressed a finger to Ash's lips. We can't. Not now. Not with you like this.
But Misty knew that they would have to do something. Brock had been gone for so long, and Ash couldn't just lay to die forever. She couldn't go herself and leave him there.
Oh Ash, Misty almost began crying. Almost.
Misty stood in her despair for a moment when Pikachu ran into the tent.
it grinned.
Misty sniffed, then scooped Pikachu into her arms. Oh Pikachu! Are you feeling better now?
it nodded.
Misty patted it and began to stroke its fur. I don't know what we're gonna do, Pikachu. I can't leave, but Ash has to get help somehow.
Pikachu looked outside the tent, almost distracted. It shouted, then waited for a moment.
What is it, Pikachu? Misty began to shake. She thought that Team Rocket might have been back for some more. They were in no shape to battle.
But it wasn't Team Rocket. Charizard swooped down in front of the tent. It had remained out of its pokéball since killing Tyranataur, and Misty figured that it would be too traumatized to help them any.
Charizard stuck its head into the tent and began to pull Ash out by his shirt.
What are you doing? Misty shouted.
Charizard ignored her and placed Ash on his back. He pointed to his chest with one claw, and it seemed to be telling Misty that it needed Brock to disinfect it again.
Pikachu shrugged, knowing that Charizard was too big of a crackhead to admit that it just wanted to help its friends.
Are you going to take him to town? Misty whispered.
Charizard rolled its eyes, then scooped Misty up and put her on his back as well. She freaked out a little as he did this, but was ecstatic that they wouldn't be lost in the woods forever. Pikachu hopped onto Charizard's back itself, crawling into Ash's lap as Misty sat behind him to make sure he stayed sitting up.
Charizard made no other guff or remark before it jumped into the air. it took a lot of wing flapping to become airborne, and Misty held onto Ash and Pikachu tightly as it seemed they would fall off.
Charizard knew exactly how to get to the last town they visited since he had to battle to win Ash a badge there. It was a good thing, because Misty was to preoccupied to direct it. Pikachu would have, but Misty was squeezing the god forsaken air out of it.
Charizard was very skilled at flying, even flying with his eyes closed. It took almost no time for them to reach their destination, and Misty was saddened that Brock couldn't have just taken Charizard in the first place. Alla knew what had happened to him.
Some of the onlookers were impressed by the Charizard that swooped down onto the road carrying two passengers and a pokémon on its back. But any that wished to take a closer look were soon detoured as Charizard roared fiercely at them to leave him alone.
Misty helped Ash off carefully, but Ash nearly stumbled to the ground. He managed to walk a little, but it was obvious that this method of travel wasn't going to work.
Can someone get an ambulance? Misty shouted in her frustration.
People noticed the burn marks on Ash's body, and did little but stare. They wondered if the Charizard himself had done it.
Get an ambulance for chrissake! Misty began to froth, don't just sit there!
Charizard would have done it himself, but he only knew where the pokémon center was, not the people hospital.
Pikachu whispered to Charizard.
Charizard nodded, then tossed Ash back onto his back. Misty climbed on herself this time, as Pikachu had done before.
Charizard flew them to the pokémon center. He figured that it would at least be safe until they could figure something out.
Nurse Joy was incredibly shocked as a Charizard walked in with a young lady beside it and a young man in its arms.
she muttered, recognizing them as some that had come in a few days ago. Can I help you?
Misty replied.
What can I do? Joy asked, going into action mode. She noticed Ash's injuries, and got on the Vidphone without being asked.
Misty sighed with relief, then pulled Ash's belt of pokéballs off his waist. They recovered all of them after he had fallen and checked them all as well, and they were burned quite badly by the Tyranataur's attack.
Please heal these pokémon, she asked, placing the belt on the counter and plucking the balls from it. She then put her own pokémon on the counter.
Joy placed them on the machine as asked while she still was on the phone, giving directions to where they all were.
Misty sat by Ash once again, and Charizard walked up to the counter. He signaled for Misty to put him back in his pokéball.
Misty nodded and made Charizard return. Charizard sighed with relief as it was allowed to be healed as well. It was extremely weary from having carried the humans while it was injured. It was too late to be healed with the first batch, but as soon as they were done, it would be his turn.
Misty sat back down next to Ash once again, glad that he was still alert. He even seemed more relieved as Joy announced that an ambulance was on the way, and that everything was taken care of. But that still didn't settle the issue of Brock.
Misty asked reluctantly, do you remember the other guy that was with us when we came in here before?
Joy's lips twitched a little as she reluctantly smiled. Why yes, she said. The guy that wouldn't stop telling me he was in love with me? Sure I remember that guy.
Did he come back here earlier, by any chance? Misty asked hopefully.
Joy shook her head. He hasn't been in here. I'm sure I would have remembered.
Misty sighed, then buried her face in her hands.
Ash was right, she wiped her eyes, we shouldn't have let him go alone.
Ash noticed Misty's despair and put a pained hand on her shoulder.
Let's not worry about it right now, he whispered.
Misty turned to him, just looking at him for a moment.
A pokémon shouted, interrupting Misty's gazing. Both Misty and Ash turned to the door, only to see a hobbling mouth being supported by a Jigglypuff. Its leg was obviously broken, and it looked as if it was about to drop dead.
That poor pokémon! Misty's eyes widened.
Joy ran over to it and scooped it up.
Meowth collapsed.
Jigglypuff tried to jump up to it, mouthing something, but it was unable to do so.
Oh crap! Misty's eyes bugged out. A Jigglypuff!
She tried to cover Ash's ears, and the Jigglypuff started to scream furiously. But it looked like a mime, since absolutely no sound came from its mouth.
A mute Jigglypuff? Ash raised an eyebrow. That's one for the books!
I know it! Misty blinked.
Jigglypuff sighed unhappily and sat on the ground.. It pulled a pen from wherever Jigglypuffs keep their pens and began to scribble on the floor sadly while it waited for Meowth.
I wonder who lost their pokémon, Misty pondered as she watched the Jigglypuff draw. She walked over to where it was sitting and tried to see what it was drawing.
She quickly turned back as quickly as she had looked, wondering how she could be having an LSD flashback when she'd never taken LSD.
Nurse Joy retuned, and Meowth was in a pokéball, waiting its turn to use the healing machine.
That thing has a nasty break, Joy shook her head.
Hey Joy, Misty whispered, unable to talk for some reason. Come over here and look at this.
Joy came from behind the counter to look at the spot where Jigglypuff was scribbling. She was scared that it would start singing as she did so, and was thus reluctant to tell it to stop coloring on her clean floor. But her jaw nearly fell to the floor as the Jigglypuff stepped away, admiring its handiwork.
Do you see what I see? Misty asked, praying that she wasn't crazy.
Oh yes, she blinked. I just hope it's the same thing I'm seeing, or I'm crazy.
Jigglypuff rolled her eyes then scribbled something else.
Misty and Joy turned to each other.
Joy said.
You said it, Misty whistled under her breath. And I bet I know who that Meowth is, too. Save it for me, will ya?
Save it? Joy raised an eyebrow, then heard the sirens as the ambulance pulled up. she nodded. Will do.
When will all the pokémon be done healing? Misty asked.
In about two hours, Joy confirmed.
I'll be back for them, she nodded, then looked down at the jigglypuff.
Do you want to come with me? Misty asked.
No, I think I'll wait for Meowth, it scribbled onto the ground.
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Wake up, James! a voice shouted, obviously despairing. Wake up! Please!
James blinked, opening his eyes to darkness.
Thank god! the voice said, happily. It then turned stern. What took you so long to snap out of it? I've been awake for an hour!
Oh, it's just you Jessie, James mumbled, then tried to go back to sleep.
Wake up! Jessie ordered, slapping James gently on the face. It would have been harder, but at this point in time she wasn't interested in hurting him. She wanted him to wake up. She was scared that if he didn't wake up now, he might never.
James muttered again, and Jessie forced him to sit up. He forced himself to keep from slipping back into unconsciousness, then looked around him.
he shouted, eyeballing the person in the corner. Oh god!
Jessie closed her eyes tightly, then took in a deep breath before speaking.
she whispered. We're in that lab.
Oh no! James blinked. Were we injected with something?
James searched his body for holes.
Jessie whispered. B-B-Brock told me that, that they said they were saving something for us.
James startled. Where is he?
In here, Jessie gasped. They kept us knocked out for a while while deciding what to do with us. They injected Brock right away, and put him in here. He's been in here for about three hours while we were still knocked out. He's the one who told me what they said about us when they put us in here.
So we're clean? James' eyes widened. Then Meowth can still save us!
I hope he gets here in time, Jessie choked. It was obvious that something had distressed her. God, look around here!
Twilight was still upon the land and seeped thorough the closed blinds enough so that James could tell what was around him.
Because of the way he was facing, the first thing he saw was the only of the kidnapped Joys that was left. But, he could tell that she was dead. She looked like a mummy that had been unwrapped after years of decay, and her hair was matted and strewn all over her nurse's uniform which had fallen to her waist as her thinness caused it to stop fitting.
He then turned to what he'd seen before, the person actually in the cage with them. He knew it was Brock because of the hair, but his back was turned to them. Whatever he had been injected with was working quickly, and his skin was becoming almost translucent in whiteness. All his veins showed through his skin, but his erratic breathing showed that he was still alive.
They said it'll take three days for this to kill him, Jessie put her fist to her mouth. Look what it's done already. How much worse could it get before he passes away?
James shook his head. I don't want to know. I hope Meowth gets here soon! Is there an antidote?
Jessie shook her head. I think that there might be, just because of the fact that they want to use these things to pressure their targets into giving them what they want. But they could just take the loved ones of the person. I don't know.
How do you know all this? James frowned.
Jessie gestured to Brock with her chin. Like I said, I've been awake for about an hour longer than you.
James tilted his head back and groaned. So in all likeliness, we're going to die?
Jessie nodded. I heard Giovanni's coming to decide what to do with us right now. I doubt that he'll let us live. We're interfering with his plans, after all.
James balled his palm into a fist. He was shaking--a lot. This is--is--
Jessie finished for him. Pure hell.
The lights in the room were suddenly flipped on, and James forced Jessie behind his back. He was shaking, and about to cry, but he'd be damned if he would go out without a fight.
The man who entered the room laughed. he chortled. It's not your turn yet.
The man opened the Joy cage, and began to film the dead body.
James whispered. But he was even more dumbfounded as the photographer sprayed some water on the body, and it twitched.
James gaped.
Jessie lowered her head.
At this point Brock began to get up. He looked like hell in a hand basket, but he still dragged himself over to the edge of the cage.
he whispered.
James thought it odd that Brock was still being a flirt even in this moment, but the look in Brock's eyes suggested that that wasn't the case.
Kill me, the Joy begged, her voice almost totally indiscernible in her weakness. Kill me, please.
You see, the man recording said into the videotape, to let her die or kill her would be the humane thing to do. And I'm sure you're wondering how she could even still be alive, tortured like this.
That was what James was wondering, anyway.
Don't do it, Brock whispered. Please don't do it.
But she must live another day, the man laughed. For when you all realize that there are fates worse than death, you'll not try and fight my wishes.
Brock collapsed to the ground again as the man injected the helpless woman with a syrum of some sort. She gasped, and her breathing actually became a little better.
Brock began to cry.
There's an antidote! James whispered in a shout to Brock. Why are you unhappy?
They'd cut it out of the tape if I shouted why! Brock groaned. It's not a full antidote! It only reverses the effects temporarily! She's going to die anyway! She doesn't need to suffer like this.
Brock then looked up at James. And they're going to do the same thing to me. Just to prove how sick they are. I know I'm a dead man! She's a dead woman! We just need to be let alone.
They must have a different antidote, James narrowed his eyes.
They don't, Brock swallowed. I heard them say they don't. Joy had tried to say that on the tapes, and they just tranquilize her so they can record her progress' without interruption. I'll do the same thing when my time comes.
I can't believe it, James shook his head. I won't believe it. You--you sit tight, there will be a cure!
Brock curled into the fetal position. There always has to be some solution, right? Some way to fix this?
James smiled, wondering why it was so easy to persuade Brock.
I wasn't being serious, Brock groaned, then began clutching his head. Now please, be quiet, be quiet, oh god, make this stop--
What's happening to you? Jessie asked, crawling over to Brock and putting a hand on his head.
I don't know, Brock gasped for air, and tears of pain began streaming down his face. My head! It just hurts!
Couldn't they put him to sleep now? James turned to Jessie. While this happens?
They did this to him, Jessie snapped, getting annoyed with James' denial. Look, we have to get the hell out of here!
James closed his eyes. I know, but how can we? If Meowth actually got captured, this would have been easier!
We can plan for ourselves, Jessie said not so convincingly. She fumbled around her belt. Our pokémon are gone. We can't just wait for Meowth, he might take too long!
What else is there to do? James shrugged.
How could he even save us? Jessie screamed. He's just a cat!
Calm down, James closed his eyes, putting a hand on Jessie's arm. Maybe the twerps will come to save us.
They don't know where we are, Jessie fumed. We're doomed!
James grabbed Jessie's wrists. Get a hold of yourself! We'll never get out of here if we panic!
Jessie wrenched free from James' grip, then slapped him in her fury.
She winced immediately afterward as she saw the hand mark on James' cheek.
Jessie blinked.
James didn't say anything. He just stared at her. She couldn't tell if his look was of hurt, or if it was of anger.
Jessie bit her lip. I'm, sorry--
James nodded, and put his arms around her. I handled that wrong, he said simply. That's all.
Jessie nodded, and put her arms back around James. If she was going to die, she couldn't die while her best friend thought she hated him.
They sat like that for a while, almost too scared to pull away. But as with all moments, it was crashed. The room was invaded once again, this time by Giovanni.
James once again pulled Jessie behind him, and was strangely effective at keeping her there despite her fighting. He was shaking again, and he balled his free hand into a fist at his side, ready to make war should the cage be opened.
Giovanni smiled at them as he entered the room.
You two must have the IQs of roadkill, Giovanni shook his head. You thought you'd be able to get away from me? To directly defy my wishes?
You wish for this? Brock choked, still clutching his head. I always knew you were sick-- he gasped, crawling over to the edge of the bars, but this is beyond sick. Look at me! Look at Joy! You're getting money for blood!
The man next to Giovanni shook his head. Human life isn't as precious as you think. People die like flies and no one cares. At least you're dying for a scientific purpose.
You're sick! Brock shouted again, then began clutching his head.
The man laughed. Yes, your torture is a little different from everyone else's I'm afraid. Your skin cells are separating, and soon you'll be a pile of mush.
Why does it make my head feel like it's being ripped open? Brock screamed, lolling around on the ground.
Something has to tell your skin cells to stop forming correctly, the man shrugged. Such genius, no? To force your brain to do something against its will?
Brains don't feel pain, Brock choked on another sob.
Smart boy, the man smiled. No, it just knows there's something wrong. And that's its way of telling you so. Sorry.
Brock screamed.
I am but a man of science, he shrugged. I only do as I'm told.
You don't feel bad for this? Jessie shouted as Brock was now unable to speak.
Oh I do, the doctor pouted. The look on his face was creepy in it's insincerity. But the devil had my soul long ago. And for the money I'm getting paid, what do I have to lose?
Jessie tried to spit into his face, but it fell short.
The doctor turned to Giovanni. What should I do with them?
Giovanni shrugged. Do whatever you want.
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****Author note: yes, this part is even shorter than the first. As for the next part, you'll find out what happens to Jessie and James, what happens to Meowth, and basically what happens to everyone. Maybe you'll find out what the mad videotaping man's purpose is. And maybe you'll find out a lot of--stuff. Bye.